C505 Late!

This... How is that possible?

The five Martial Saint fiercely shook their heads, throwing this absurd idea out of their minds.

They must have been hurt so badly that they let their imaginations run wild.

They had seen plants and vegetation that possessed intelligence, and even had the ability to speak well, but when had they ever seen a lifeless fog that could give birth to their own consciousness?

The five of them gathered their thoughts, wholeheartedly blocking any attack that might come at them from any direction at any time.

Of course, this was useless.

The injuries on their bodies became more severe, and the amount of blood they lost also increased. The five of them could all feel their own energy gradually disappearing along with the bright red blood.

This fog could undoubtedly cause one to despair!

Seeing that the five of them were not going to get any benefits from the fog, one of them looked up at the sky as if he had felt something. He suddenly shouted, "I admit defeat! I swear I will never step foot in here again!"

This was the birth of an intention to retreat, to leave.

Of course, it was impossible for Feng Zhi to not hear it.

However, they could come and go as they pleased. Did these people think that this was a place where they could enter and leave as they wished?

Her slightly pursed red lips slightly lifted backwards, and Feng Zhi said: "It's too late …"

The originally palm shaped hands suddenly gripped down.

The five people in the formation suddenly noticed that the air around them, which they could barely feel, had now turned into a thousand pound hammer that they could not dodge. It pressed down on them from all directions without mercy.

The body of the Martial Saint is strong, but there is a limit to it.

In the blink of an eye, a bloody mist erupted from the wounds of the five of them. The mist surrounding them seemed to have dyed their bodies in fresh blood, making them look especially frightening.

Of course, because they were in the array, the only person who could see such a scene was Feng Zhi.

Although the injuries sustained by the five of them were light and heavy, they weren't fatal. But now, the injuries caused by the heavy pressure were undoubtedly able to take their lives away from this world at any time.

Just when the five of them were in despair, the heavy pressure around them suddenly slowed down for some reason.

Although the five of them were still severely injured, they were still able to survive.

Have mercy?

Of course not.

Feng Zhi retracted both her hands, and with a light wave of the fire feathers behind her back, she no longer moved.

The martial artists outside were all staring at each other, waiting to see what was going on. No one knew what was going on right now.

So, did Feng Zhi win, or did the five Martial Saint win?

Seeing Feng Zhi's unharmed appearance, although everyone was in disbelief, they still thought that Feng Zhi had won. Then, she had only flown up to the sky and pressed down on her palms, and then clenched them, how did she win?

Everyone was puzzled for a moment.

Feng Zhi quickly gave her answer.

She waved her hand towards the white mist below. In the next moment, everyone saw the fog, which had already calmed down, begin to surge again under Feng Zhi's wave.

After...

It was as if there was an invisible hand stirring in the fog, and the five dying Martial Saint were pushed out of the range of the Seven Aura Killing Array.

"Hua!"

All the warriors who were watching couldn't help but burst into an uproar.

Even when they saw that Feng Zhi did not seem to be injured, some guessed that Feng Zhi had won against the other five Martial Saint in some unknown way.

However, that was only an extremely bold guess that even they themselves did not believe in.

And now, this conjecture had come true.

And, that was five Martial Saint s!

Before entering this white mist, they were extremely complacent, as if the treasures hidden in the mist would be immediately divided among them. But now …

Looking at the five Martial Saint s that were almost dyed red with blood, everyone couldn't help but shiver.

Right now, these five people who looked like dead Whirlwind pigs, were they really the five Martial Saint s that went in earlier?

But everyone had no choice but to admit that it was.

Feng Zhi did not let these five people live because she was unwilling to kill.

She looked down again, and confirmed that the five were still holding their breath, enough for them to see everything else. Then, Feng Zhi removed the Immortal Piercing Sword that she had been wearing on her waist ever since she returned to her Feng Family.

"Duo Duo …" Feng Zhi smiled at Duo Duo, who was currently standing on the sword hilt and did not know what had happened. "Today, I will help you experience your strength."

"My strength?" Dodo blinked her big eyes.

Of course it didn't know how powerful it was.

If it was powerful, how could it have been beaten so hard by the strange man?

Feng Zhi did not explain to Duo Duo.

Duo Duo had become the spirit of the Immortal-Piercing Sword, and because of this, the Immortal-Piercing Sword went from incomplete to complete. It was now one with the Immortal-Piercing Sword.

Gripping the Immortal Stabbing Sword in her hand, Feng Zhi looked down at the five people below him. "Aren't you all here for the so-called treasures?"

A commotion arose from the crowd.

They had indeed come for the sake of a treasure. If not for the fact that everyone believed that a great treasure would appear in the world, how could they have attracted so many people and so many Martial Saint s?

And from what Feng Zhi said, she actually knew about the information on the treasure?

Then, did the rumours say that the great treasure obtained from the Feng Family was in Feng Zhi's hands?

The thoughts in everyone's mind raced.

Feng Zhi smiled sarcastically, "If you're talking about that precious light from that day, then it really is a great treasure."

With just this sentence, the greed that had yet to be extinguished was sucked out of the hearts of these warriors.

With treasures in hand, as long as one obtained them, their strength would be able to soar in leaps and bounds. Who could give up on such a desire?

Even if Feng Zhi was more than ten metres above the ground, she could still hear the breathing of the crowd.

Thinking about treasures?

Great!

He gripped the scabbard with one hand and gripped the hilt with the other.

Feng Zhi's eyes lit up with fire, "The treasure that you all want is in my hand, do you want to try it?"

Greed caused most people to only notice the first half of Feng Zhi's words, and not the second half.

The treasure was in Feng Zhi's hands!

Most of the warriors who were originally afraid of Feng Zhi's name and retreated far away couldn't help but to take a few steps back. Only a few of them noticed the danger because of the rapid beating of their hearts, and quietly retreated a few steps further.